"If there is no torch from now on, I will be the only light!" Until Han Qing jumped on his mount and his back gradually faded away, Bai Ze was still muttering in his mouth.
This sentence did not quote any classics and had no literary talent at all. However, it burned her heart like charcoal fire.
She knew that what Han Qing wanted to do was not easy, and if he wasn't careful, he might end up being shattered to pieces.
She also knew that if Han Qing could achieve his goal, even if he could only complete a small part of it in his lifetime, the Song Dynasty would be completely reborn. By then, Dangxiang's dream of establishing a country and standing side by side with the Song Dynasty and Liao Dynasty would be completely in vain.
However, she didn't want to stop Han Qing anymore.
She even had some vague expectations for Han Qing's success in her heart.
Although this expectation seriously goes against her original stance. However, there are some beautiful things in the world that can transcend ethnic groups.
For example, ideals and friendship!
"Brother Han, if you are tired one day, you might as well come to the White Horse Department and sit down -" An impulse suddenly surged in her heart, and she took two steps forward. She waved her arms gently, "Sister, there is good wine and meat here.
, and milk tea with refined salt added! We just want to get drunk and will never mention the world’s major events!"
Her voice was very rough, but very pleasant, and was carried far away easily by the night wind.
Han Qing, who was just about to speed up, obviously heard it. He gently pulled his mount, smiled on the horse, turned around and waved, "Thank you, Sister Bai. I will keep it in mind. We have high mountains and long rivers..."
"Be careful, lean down, pull the reins -" Bai Ze's words continued, but they were a bit sadder.
Han Qing, who was waving his hand, decisively leaned on the horse's back without thinking, and at the same time tightened the reins of his mount.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, but..." The horse stopped just now. His mouth was pinched by the bit and it hurt. He instinctively straightened his neck, raised his front hooves, and roared in protest.
Two points glowed with blue light, whizzing towards the horse's neck.
The roar instantly turned into a scream, and the poor mount staggered to its knees, refusing to fall to its death and hurt the owner on its back.
Han Qing, who was lucky enough to escape, had no time to feel sad for his mount, so he jumped to the ground. More than ten poisonous arrows glowing with blue light flew in shortly after, and shot the mount's body into a hedgehog.
"There are assassins——"
"Protect the Judge——"
Wu Er and others reacted quickly and rode back one after another, using their mounts to interfere with the assassin's sight. Then they jumped off the horse, holding a knife in one hand and a shield in the other, half-bowing, and formed a simple formation behind the horse's body.
The Three Talents Battle Formation.
"Kill the dog officer——" A light scolding sounded, followed by more than twenty black shadows jumping out from the nearby square and heading straight to Han Qing. Each black shadow held a standard military weapon in its hand.
The standard Tang Dao has a cold light shining on the blade.
"Judge, get back to the boat!" After discovering that there were many assassins, Wu Er decisively left the Sancai Formation and raised a shield with one hand to protect his upper body. With the other hand, he grabbed Han Qing, who had just gotten up from the ground, and ran away.
Kankan had only run five or six steps when the second round of feather arrows had already arrived. Although most of them were far away from him and Han Qing, there were still three feather arrows that hit the shield.
There was a terrifying loud noise, "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Fearing that Han Qing would make a mistake, Wu Er decisively took the opponent's arm and returned to the Sancai Formation. Just as he was going back and forth, the knife-wielding assassin who rushed towards him had divided into three groups, all the way from the Sancai Formation.
A frontal attack was launched, and the other two groups bypassed the Sancai Formation and launched an outflank attack from both wings.
"Let me go, pay attention to your bow and arrow!" Han Qing's words quickly rang in his ears, with a hint of nervousness, but extremely firm.
"Yes!" Wu Er habitually agreed to let go, and then he realized that at this time, he should put protecting Judge Han first instead of obeying orders.
But if you want to change your mind again, where is the time?
Han Qing, who got rid of his pull, rushed to the side of the dead horse like a leopard, leaned down, drew his gun, retreated, and swept across. The four actions were done in one go. Before the assassin launched the final attack, he managed to remove the weapon hanging under the saddle.
The long weapon was in his hand.
The two assassins who had just detoured from the left were caught off guard and were forced to stagger back by the spear that was suddenly swept in front of them. Han Qing took this opportunity to quickly return to Wu Er's side, followed closely by another strike.
He twisted his body and stabbed an assassin who bypassed the Sancai Formation from the right, stabbing him to the core.
"Protect my back!" He threw the assassin's body into the air and shouted at the top of his lungs. Immediately, he took the initiative to pounce on another assassin on the right side of the Sancai Formation with guns in both hands, and was met with a golden rooster nod.
"Cang!" The assassin parried with his sword, and the blade collided with the pressed gun tip, splashing a series of shrill sparks, and then fell rapidly.
Looking at the spear in Han Qing's hand, it seemed to be alive. It suddenly sank another half foot, quickly reached forward, and stuck the falling blade into the opponent's chest.
"Pfft--" Blood spurted out, dyeing the gun tassel red. The sharp tip of the gun was withdrawn from the assassin's chest, and suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning, drawing towards the thigh of another black figure.
"Yeah -" The black shadow didn't expect Han Qing's marksmanship to be so skillful, and screamed as he tried to stop. However, under the influence of inertia, his body continued to rush forward until he and the gun were drawn horizontally into a straight line.
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"Hey!" Han Qing let out a loud shout, stepped forward and twisted around, turning the gun point again. It quickly penetrated the black figure three inches above the legs, directly disemboweling the man.
Blood splattered, and the black shadow screamed and fell to the ground, refusing to rest in peace.
Han Qing stepped over his body, threw himself at a dark figure, and stabbed the opponent's throat with a cold light from his long spear.
It was too late to say, but it was so fast at that time. In just five or six seconds, he had already moved from the right side of the Sancai Formation to the center of the roundabout assassin team. Except for Wu Er who followed behind and risked his life to protect him,
Outside, in front of me, to the left and to the right of me, there are all unfamiliar black shadows.
But he didn't feel any fear at all, and vaguely even felt a sense of excitement that he had never experienced before.
The Han family's marksmanship in his memory jumped into his mind automatically without even thinking about it. But the assassins were full of flaws!
He knew that tonight, he and Han Jiajun, a hot-blooded young man from the Song Dynasty, had completely merged into one. The other party's more than ten years of diligent study and practice were fully effective at this moment.
An assassin jumped up high, yelled and slashed with a knife, trying to split him into two pieces. However, in his eyes, the move was obviously too big, and his chest was exposed.
There was no need to think about how to fight back. With muscle memory, he stabbed the spear first and pierced the assassin's abdomen. Then he used both arms at the same time to lift the body and smashed it against the other two.
Dark shadow.
The two black figures were unable to dodge and staggered back after being hit by the corpse.
When Han Qing faced him, he was no longer in any danger within a short period of time.
Seizing the opportunity, he turned around with a roar, swung his gun across the air, and hit an assassin on the left side of his body until he vomited blood. Then, he followed up with another twisting stab, slashing the black figure on the right side of his body.
The pick flew into the air.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh-" Another round of feather arrows arrived, but they were blocked by Zhou Qing, Li Fangfeng, and Liu Ying who formed a three-talent formation and drove their horses away from a safe distance.
"Killing Dog Officer——" The assassin who came around from the left side of the Sancai Formation roared and attacked again, but Wu Er used a steel sword and shield to hold him back, unable to get close to Han Qing's back.
Han Qing, on the other hand, did not even look at the threats in mid-air or behind him. He roared and pounced on the two assassins who were staggered by the previous corpses. He stabbed them and sent them back to their hometown.
"Kill the archers and protect the guests!" Before the fourth round of arrows arrived, Bai Ze's command sounded on the pier, with a decisiveness that was true.
"Judge——" The two party members who were secretly protecting him near the pier were anxious and shouted to remind her, "If this person is not removed, sooner or later..."
"He is my Yeli clan's guest tonight." Bai Ze glared at the two of them fiercely and interrupted loudly.
Doesn't she know that now is the best opportunity to get rid of Han Qing? It can even help her solve this huge hidden danger in the future for Dang Xiang without getting any blood on her hands.
Therefore, after she issued the warning just now, she has been hesitating and regretting.
However, in the end, she decided to save Han Qing one more time.
"Nourishi will not just watch her guests being killed in front of her!" She opened her voice and added another sentence in Dangxiang dialect, looking for sufficient reasons for her decision. Then she drew her sword and rushed towards the archer to hide.
